And you’re not a great drinker anyways.”
“Nope,” I agreed, smiling with amusement, “And anyway, even if you don’t remember it, I’ll need to. xxx sex Please don’t do that to her again. He held my cock in a shaky hand and kissed it like a trophy. He was stroking it as well and sometimes rubbing his saliva around the tip of my dick’s head. Something about that row had released part of my sadness. Me: Not entirely, no. I still felt like shit, but now I felt less like shit and more like a human. How could I do that to her, or anyone? I could see the shock and surprise in his eyes and his next comment had made me feel really satisfied: “I thought gay guys were supposed to be skinny and girly.”
I made a rather pretentious show of pulling myself up to my tallest height (and I was still shorter than him by a few inches), and replied, “Like you?”
Sometimes, I’m really mean. David: Please don’t. Me: Oh, nm. I’m not saying he is not attractive — I’ve just never thought of him as my kind of guy. A few weeks after I had come out to everyone, Alan had decided to “see what kind of porn I watch”. Are you feeling okay, dude? I feel like a cunt, horrible. I was not sure whether he’d remember this. My cock started
